Free Safeword Interrupted (The Cattail Club Book 1) by Dakota Trace

you.”
    “Beast! You just want me to walk across the room naked.”
    “Of course I do. Now drop it.” He pushed off the dresser. “I won’t ask again.”
    The firm request was such a contrast to their earlier camaraderie that she felt uncertain, off balance almost. Perhaps that’s what he’d been going for?
    Her nipples tightened against the sheet at the reemergence of her Dom.
    * * * *
    Deacon waited to see if she’d obey or if she’d continue to cling to the sheet and her false modesty.
    Or if she’s going to force my hand. Dear Lord, let her force my hand.
    Images of how he’d make her pay for her rebellion flashed before his eyes. His favorite of course, was bending her over his lap and warming her ass. But she dashed those thoughts when she dropped the bedding, letting it pool around her ankles. He didn’t bother to stop the soft groan from escaping his chest. Standing in a pool of sunlight, her lush curves backlit with her blond hair shining like an angel’s halo, she reminded him of heaven on earth. One he was definitely going to explore once they got back from the caverns.
    “Now come here.” It was difficult but he kept his tone even.
    She took halting steps towards him, finally stopping about three feet from him.
    “Closer.”
    She inched closer, then stopped. He sighed dramatically before wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her up against him. “Better. Now kiss me.”
    Her lips parted, and for a moment, he thought she would baulk, but instead she lifted up on tiptoe and pressed her mouth to his. He savored the rich taste of coffee on her lips while she pressed a bit harder. He waited to see what she’d do. How far she’d go. He almost caved when her tongue rubbed over the seam of his lips before darting back into her mouth. If she thought that her little tease would coax him into playing, she was sadly mistaken. He continued to let her kiss him, not actively participating until a low frustrated moan escaped her. Then he took mercy on her, spearing his tongue inside her mouth. She gave a happy sigh as her tongue rubbed over his.
    By the time he lifted his head, he was precariously close to saying screw it and tossing her back onto the bed. Only his plans of seducing not only her body but her mind as well kept him from giving into his baser urges. He had a plan. He drew back and slowly released her.
    “Go shower, sweetheart. Before I forget my good intentions.” He curled his fingers into fists. Anything to keep from reaching out and taking what was his – at least for the duration of their vacation.
    Which is why today is so important. I have to prove that it’s more than just sex – that as a good Dom, I’ll see to all her needs, in AND out of the bedroom.

 
    “Fine.” With a flounce he admired, but would later result in his hand swiping across her luscious backside, Bethany stomped off into the bathroom. As soon as the door shut, he jerked out the nearest drawer and began yanking his own clothing out. His little hellion wouldn’t let him live it down if he wasn’t ready by the time she reappeared.

 
     
     
    Chapter Eight
     
    “Oh, my God.” Bethany squealed in the seat next to him, as Deacon turned into the massive parking lot outside the gift shop and tram-station that lead down to Parque de las Cavernas del Río Camuy. Situated about an hour and half west of their bungalow, he was sure it was the last place she’d expected him to take her.
    “Excited?” He began to hunt for a parking spot.
    “Yes.” She literally seemed to bounce in her seat. “I read about the caverns, but didn’t want to make the drive alone. They say there are over two hundred caves and even an underground river.” She placed her hand on his arm. “Thank you for bringing me. I know caves really aren’t your thing.”
    Spotting a car backing out, he braked. “You’re welcome. But just remember there’s a cost to this trip.”
    “Cost?” The sensual cadence to her question raked